The Monster is baaaaaaack! 
YEAAAHHHH, BOYYYY!
*highfives all around*
And lemme tell you, it's great to be back.

hhahaha... buoy...

I find that when I'm not in control I feel harassed and suffocated.

I don't do very well in these situations.

Fear gets the better of me.

You might know what I'm talking about or you might not.

It has something to do with matters of the heart.

Or, in my case, brain synapses which cause varying degrees of dopamine, norepinepherine, testosterone and phenylethylamine to be produced which generates a feeling of comfort and fluffy wuzzy bubbles... a.k.a Butterflies.

I can't believe I just wrote that.

What I'm trying to say is that

I don't like who I am at the beginning of any relationships where I don't know where it's leading to.

I'm actually rather wonderful when the dust settles and I'm not rendered bored.

Enough of that. 

Relistening to a lot of the old bands from last year... Which includes Maximum the Hormone.

Holy shit that's some good stuff.

Now, lets talk about sex.

Some girl a friend of mine knows has a year old plus kid. Guess how old she is?

13.

Wadafark?

I came across this fun fact while talking about contraceptives in the UK and the fact that it's free because they probably want the chavs to stop having babies and getting free council housing.

Children as young as 11 are there in the clinic for the free tests and condoms and so on because "They have a sex life,"

They're not even the legal age for sex yet!

Now, I'm not about to say that sex is bad but I am going to tell you that you have to think some things through before you actually do it because there are severe repercussions such as STD's and babies.

Think about it, people.

USE YOUR BRAIN!

You have one, don't you?

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Oh,on a completely unrelated note, a funny Fatherling moment (I summarised and paraphrased it a little bit)...

Waiter:

Encik Shah, Dato' Mohan blablabla... (not important)

Fatherling:

Dato' Mohan?

Waiter:

Yes, he said he knows you...

Fatherling:

Dato' Mohan???

Waiter:

Yes... *confused*

Fatherling:

Which Mohan is this?

Waiter:

Dato' Mohan Somelastname...

Fatherling:

OH! MOHAN! Yes, okay.

Fatherling:

*to himself*

Wtf he calling himself Dato' for?

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